I really don't want to take shortcuts anymore

When masters compete, victory or defeat can only happen in a matter of seconds.Before Luo Qianhuai could understand clearly, Huo Yi's long knife was already placed on the side of Yue Shiyi's neck.

The eleventh day of the month was the one who lost to Luo Qianhuai in the third semi-final match.It's just that at that time, he was not as embarrassed as he is now. He had at least seven or eight stab wounds all over his body, and one part of his shoulder was bone-deep, all traces of the fierce battle just now.

After Fire [-] wins, there is a quarter of an hour's rest.Luo Qianhuai looked at the four-foot-long saber in his hand, and then thought about the man's fighting style just now, and shuddered.

She thought about it and decided to give him a break in advance, so as not to injure herself later if the man didn't care about her and didn't have time to stop.

What you lose by admitting defeat is just face and pearls, life is the most important thing.Luo Qianhuai has always understood this clearly.

Comrade Huo Yi, who is the favorite to win this nine-guard competition and who is usually very popular, is surrounded by a large circle of people at this moment, including people passing water, feeding fruits, wiping sweat, beating shoulders and legs, and wiping Those who use their hands, those who wipe knives. ． ． ． ．There are many, which are in sharp contrast to the desertedness around Luo Qianhuai.

As soon as Luo Qianhuai came closer, everyone backed away in surprise and made way for her.

"What are you doing here?" Several other young people from the Fire Guards stood in front of Huo Yi: "What are you capable of? I will meet the regulations on the field later, and don't interfere with Brother Huo's rest!"

"I want to have a few words with Brother Huo alone." Luo Qianhuai tried his best to keep smiling.

"What is there to talk about?" Huo Twelve glared at Luo Qianhuai: "Master Wei Lian, are you worried that you are not strong enough and want to do something secretly?"

Luo Qianhuai reluctantly wanted to explain, but Huo Yi stood up: "That's enough."

He strode towards Luo Qianhuai: "You came just in time. I also have something to say to you."

He didn't care about the difference between men and women, so he pulled Luo Qianhuai and left, coming to the side of the tent.There's no one around here, so it's a good time to talk.

Luo Qianhuai didn't want to waste time and immediately spoke: "Brother Huo, I"

"I know, you just made a big bet, betting that you will get the first place in today's competition. If you win, you can win two hundred cakes."

"Yes, but..." Luo Qianhuai was still very sad when he thought about missing out on so much gold, but he also knew that there was nothing he could do and could only reluctantly give up.

"Later I will take the initiative to show weakness and let you hold my acupuncture points, but if you win, you will give me half of your gambling money."

"Huh?" Luo Qianhuai could hardly believe his ears: "Are you saying that the two of us are going to fake a match?"

"Otherwise?" Huo Yi said with an upright face: "Even if I lose, I still have the qualifications to challenge the personal guards, and there is still a lot of gold to get, why not?"

"But, this is just a martial arts test, there is also a literary test." Luo Qianhuai felt that he was too optimistic: "Even if you give me the top spot, the result may not be as you expected."

"This is your first time participating in the Nine Guards Competition, so it's normal to be unclear." Huo Yi patiently explained to her:

"The results of the martial arts competition are calculated based on the winning rate. If you maintain a complete victory, you will get 2 points. As for me, No. 89, I won eight out of nine games, and my score is [-]. The gap between others and you is It’s only going to get bigger.”

<divclass="contentadv">"But the literary competition is different. The exams every year are all about military strategies. Everyone is familiar with them. They can always make some sense, and there is always a gap. So as long as Wu Bi wins the first place, Wen Bi will answer casually, and there will be no suspense about the first place."

Wenbi is going to test military strategy, but you still have to be familiar with it?Luo Qianhuai frowned.As a doctor, she has never paid much attention to history and military affairs, so she has no confidence at all at this moment: "Brother Huo, if, I mean if, I failed in the literary test and did not get the first place in the end, You won’t blame me, will you?”

"I have confidence in you. You can't have any problems!" Huo Yi patted her shoulder, pressing down with a big hand like a steel plate, causing her to stagger back two steps.

"So weak." He shook his head, took out a small sealed box from his arms, and took out a bamboo slip and a brush filled with ink: "Write a note to avoid defaulting on the debt later."

Although this result was different from what she had imagined, the original goal was finally achieved.It is better to get a hundred cakes of gold than to get nothing. Luo Qianhuai can naturally settle this account.

She wrote the receipt without hesitation, signed her name and handed it back.

Huo Yi looked rough, but he was a careful person. He checked it word by word before carefully putting it into his arms.

They didn't notice that Mr. Mo showed a thoughtful smile on the other side of the stands.

The referee of the finals is Wei Ying, the chief of Lushuang Camp.

Now that there was a tacit understanding, Luo Qianhuai was no longer afraid of Huo Yi's long saber and ran directly towards him.

Everyone in the audience was an expert with sharp eyes. How could they not see that her steps were frivolous and disorganized?

But this is no one else, but a real winner in eight games. His light kung fu, agility and acupuncture skills are amazing. He is the strongest dark horse in this competition, Mr. Wei Lian. Not to mention that he has made such a move, even if he suddenly fell off the horse. Come on, it can't be thrown casually, there must be a deep meaning in it.

"Mr. Wei Lian's footwork, could it be that it is an improvement and change based on the Eight Diagrams Meizong Step? It's really impossible to guess!"

"It's a matter of great skill but not craftsmanship. It's a return to its original nature. It doesn't reveal any traces, but it can skillfully avoid the shadow of Huo Yi's knife and keep moving forward. It's really wonderful!"

"What do you know? This is because our big brother Huo cherishes her, so we give in to you!"

"That's right, just wait and see, Brother Huo will definitely beat this Wei Lian to pieces..."

When Huo Twelve said this, he suddenly stopped, with a look of astonishment on his face.

The reactions of the others were actually on par with his, probably because Luo Qianhuai was now firmly standing in front of Huo Yi, tapping his fingers randomly a few times, and then the man stood frozen on the spot. , motionless.

Wei Ying glanced at Luo Qianhuai with his sharp eyes, and saw that she was still calm and calm, without any abnormality at all. He felt a little in his heart and announced: "The top name in this martial arts competition is Wei Lian! The No. 2 is Wei Lian. Huoyi!"

Luo Qianhuai pretended to relieve Huo Yi's acupuncture points, and then patiently watched Yue Eleven and Shui Er fight, and the third and fourth place were decided, and then entered the tent with anxious steps.

She had just figured out that this tent was the venue for the literary competition. Those who had been eliminated in the previous competition had already entered and answered the questions, and the only ones who had not yet answered were the four of them.